*muffled cursing from the next room*

So it may take my brain a while to reboot, but editing and sorting and creating things helps, no matter how lame the creations sometimes are. At least my headspace is pleasant again. The most visible symptom of depression for me is apathy, so if you notice me getting less opinionated passionate, please smack me in the head? It's good for me to not be the same personal always, but I miss you guys when I'm gone. I just lack the ambition to fix that until I care again.

Poly dinner is this Friday in Richardson, and I'll be at Panoptikon after. I hope to see you. Bring your dancing shoes.


( 12 Panic, 6 My Chem, 6 FOB and a Greta for Lu, cut-tagged to spare your flist. )

You know how to get me to make things you'd like to see? ASK.

Icons from the poetry of Ellis Graveworthy, et al.




And some random stuff:

It's a sickness, but it has amusing symptoms which are ( behind the cut. )

I've been goofing off and making terrible icons. ( Follow the shiny link. Or not. )